The other day I had words flowing from my brain. I had to write them or else I’d lose them forever. I’d like to preface this piece with a shoutout to my 3 Part post. The series originated from this poem/prose. All credit for the image goes towards my extremely talented friend, or else it would look like a 3-year-old’s masterpiece if it came from me.
Our country is dying Our faith dwindling Our Bible reading is suffering The flame is slackening The wax running out Who will recognize Who will cry for repentance You? I? America IS in trouble Sound the alarm The ship is sinking S.O.S. is our condition Hang the Distressed flag Christians repent and then hold tight Be patient and Go comfort with the shoes of peace For the day of the Lord is Dark and Terrible Whose light will not be overcome? Whose garment will remain unsoiled?